How to Hit a Home Run - Christian Yelich

Hardest to Love

Listen to Hardest to Love by The Weeknd

Kat pulls into the driveway to the condo Christian had rented for spring training. She decided to drive from Milwaukee since she would be in LA for the next three months as she managed to convince her professors to let her go online for the semester.

She grabs and few bags out of her blacked out Challenger and knocks on the door. Christian throws it open and wraps her in a massive hug that lifts her off her feet.

"Hi!" Christian greets a his girlfriend and finally sets her down.

Kat kisses him, "Hey baby, miss you." She goes inside and sets her stuff in the room Christian has clearly occupied.

"Missed you! So I have a press conference at the fields and you're welcome to come or just stay here," Christian says.

Kat bites her lip and whips open her bag, "Can you give me five minutes?"

Christian looks at his watch, "Yes I can do that."

Kat comes out five minutes later looking completely refreshed, hair pulled up in a slick ponytail, very light dewy makeup, lots of silver and diamonds from her new contract with Tiffanys and some short ripped shorts. She has no bra on under her blue crop top and has added a very expensive pair of Off White sneakers.

"This okay?" She twirls for Christian who doesn't even look up from his phone.

"Yeah," He mumbles and heads out the door still looking at his phone.

Kat rolls her eyes and follows getting into her car to drive them to the field.

"What the fuck is this?" Christian asks as he slides into her car.

Kat frowns pulling her eyebrows together in confusion, "What?"

"Why the fuck is your cup holder fill with roaches and guts?" He demands pulling out the end of a blunt and some of the filling from a swisher she had rolled the night before. He looks around noticing ash on the console and little bits of weed just chilling on every surface of the car. He pops the glove box open and sees a grinder, several packs of swishers, a rolling tray and at least an 1/8 of weed, "What the fuck, Kat I thought you quit?"

Kat shakes her head, "I stopped while I was in season never said I quit?" She hits the gas to get onto the freeway.

"Are you fucking stoned right now?" Christian demands trying to see her face to figure out if she'll be a dead giveaway at this extremely important press conference and suddenly somethings make sense as he understands why she has her windows down and has been chewing gun and drenched herself in Chanel perfume before leaving.

"Nah, I was finna smoke at the fields," Kat shrugs knowing Christian is about to lose his cool.

Christian shakes his head, "You're incredible."

Kat parks the car, "Yo, chill out its not that serious."

Christian gets out of the car and turns back with a very angry face that Kat had never seen before, "At least roll up your window so people can't see that shit. I'll just talk to you after this PC."

Kat rolls her eyes and follows him into the press room, but keeps her distance and takes a seat at the back where no would bother her.

The press conference starts and Kat puts her phone away knowing that for whatever reason Christian was excited for this before she pissed him off so she better pay attention. They start talking and then a few thanks are said and finally Craig explains what's going on. Christian has resigned with the Brewers for the next nine years...